Alone with Ionna

After the ceremony, the new students were allowed to roam the academy freely before required to gather at their assigned dorms for introductions to be initated into the sororities. Most would be peformed under the watchful eye of the twin moons, including that of the Crescent Glaive. You and Ionna, eager to catch up after the months of seperation, had skipped the socialzing and instead hidden away in a copse.

The shade offered by the leaves darkened her tanned skin further and seemed to fade into the bark of the tree she leaned against. Looking at you with her green eyes, gleaming with mirth. Placing a finger on your lips, pushing gently against them until you no longer filled her entire world. "Missed you too. But not yet." Her slender finger traced an electrifying line down your neck, slipping it in between the collar and tie of your uniform. "You look so different without a dress. More like that lost, wide-eyed girl that came into our lives." Undoing the knot and moving on to the buttons of your shirt as she mused.

You returned the favor, undressing her with care and embracing the slower pace she set. "We've both grow since then. Hmm, you a little more than me." Her shirt hung open, revealing the lacy bra she wore. Sliding your hands underneath, feeling the warmth and softness of her chest as you cupped and held her breasts in your palms. Teasing the tiny nubs sticking out with a pair of mischeveous thumbs, feeling their hardness as you squeezed and pressed against them. Ionna, bitting her lower lip to hold back a moan, cranned her neck and looked into the crown of leaves. Not realising how much you had missed her until heard that quick exhale of breath.

Circling her body with your hands, the hook of the bra clicked open soon after. Letting it fall away, you leaned forward, resting your cheek between the freed twin mounds of flesh, pushing pause. She passed her fingers through your silvery hair, letting them be tangled up in their light waves as she craddled your head in her arms. "Scared? A lot of this is new for both of us." You shook your head, nuzzling it further in and filling your nostrils with her sweet scent. Not about your life at the academy, not entirely.

Spending years away from your family only to return to be parted again weighed heavy on your conscious. Back on Earth, you hadn't been the best daugther... son and now this second chance to do better had been squandered even if it was by events outside your control both now and back when the knights had come to take you away as a child. Closing, flexing your fist. Summoning the resolve to stand against these whims of fate.

While your mothers were far away, your sister was right here beside you. The bond you shared not one of blood, but no less imporant.

Placing a kiss against her skin, leaving the faintest impression of your lipstick that soon formed a path, each one another footstep on your journey to her strawberry lips. Your hand finding its own playful way down her skirt. Both of you felt the hunger built up over months as your tongues met. Sloppy, passionate, greedy and loving all at the same time. Only your lungs screaming for air **** you apart, a trail of translucent saliva still connecting you. You saw she hadn't had enough and still craddling your head tighten her grip as she lept into another kiss. Moaning into your mouth when she felt your fingers enter her, the silken fabric of her panties forming a sheath.

A miniature spasm rocked Ionna when you brushed against her clit, feeling the movement passing through you like a wave where your bodies were connected. You begun thrusting your hips in tune with hers, rubbing the folds of your pussy against the border of her stockings and open skin. The difference texture and smoothness messing with your mind as your heart began to race, growing excited.

"Ion... ah, not there..." Barely forming the words as your vision swam and tears formed, streaking down your chin whenever you blinked. Your pointed ears twitched and squirmed under the **** of her fingers. "Unfair..." The plaintive whine was met with a smirk. She could be so prim and proper, but behind the mask hid a devious woman.

The fleshy walls of her tunnel pulsed around you. Massaging your fingers coated in her slick juices. Her panties would be ruined after this. "Nuugh... I'm..." Your own orgasm followed soon after. Coursing through you, body shuddering and cast adrift. A wet stain forming on your own underwear as you felt the flood spilling onto land.

You didn't have time to bask in the afterglow of the lovemaking before you could hear the rustling of leaves and cracking of twigs as someone neared. Mind still groggy, you tried to hurridely button up your shirt and flatten your hair to cover up the indescretion, no matter how poorly. Ionna doing much the same.